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Turn out the lights, the party’s over.


Students have returned to the Classic City.  How could I tell?  Easy.  I got stuck behind some car from Illinois filled to capacity with clothes, sheets, and ramen noodles.  The driver obviously didn’t know where he was going, but he sure was determined to get there as SLOWLY as possible.  That’s when I saw the sign.  “Reed Hall Registration —–>”

Shit.

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  1. #1 by Sonya on 8/15/2006 - 5:05 pm

    I feel you on this, Chris. I was pushed to the brink of homicide in Target the other day. Everywhere I looked there were snot-nosed 18-year-olds with their parents buying them buggies full of shit, slowing down the lines and getting in the way. Argh!

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